Cannibal Corpse - Drowning In Viscera (текст песни)
engulfed in the innards
of rotting cadavers a rancid gore sea
asphyxiation
tangled intestines become my reality
choking on guts
asphyxiation gasping for breath
drowning in viscera
slowly to taper away dissipate
absorbing this ultimate carnage
surrounding me
soaking in entrails decayed
decomposed
entombed without reason
in moist isolation of repugnancy
morose sensation
covered completely as terror
enhances pain, to suffocate
morose sensation gasping for breath
drowning in viscera
sinking in this tamped hell, pestilent
smothered in heaping chunks
stinking flesh putrefies
decomposition ensures burial
inundateduid doom
solo: pat
iniquity, submerged ending
primeval swamp, sanguinary
inescapable abuse
solo: jack
starting to fade, blood saturates
deadly embrace, immolated
imbrued with pus of the dead
eviscerate another life gutted soul
morbidity, obliterate
engrossing plight fatal rot
consg scum
drenched in evil excrement
sent to a world to die in pain by
drowning in viscera
engulfed in the innards
of rotting cadavers a rancid gore sea
asphyxiation
tangled intestines become my reality
choking on guts
morose sensation gasping for breath
drowning in viscera
eviscerate another life gutted soul
morbidity, obliterate
engrossing plight fatal rot
consg scum
drenched in evil excrement
sent to a world to die in pain by
drowning in viscera
(c) cannibal corpse
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Текст песни:
Walking down the street, the smell of death in the air
What a rotting stench
My imagination runs wild at what this could be
Open up the can to discover a dead body
Or what was left of one, pieces in a bag
Blood is everywhere what a retched sight
Cut up really small by a razor sharp knife
Lying in the garbage on one else knows
What I have found, what should I do
Take it to the police or make it into stew
This was an evil commited by the insane
Looking down laughing, I am the same
The sight of death drives me nuts, I must kill, to control my brain
Swept away by my lust to cause pain, mutilation is my only want
The evil inside me gives me the strength to kill at will
My life is the means to cause death in the most sinister ways
I see it in your eyes the fear that keeps me alive
I′ll take it away, your life will end today
I′ll leave you to rot, what a sick odor
Scream all you want, but you can′t stop this horror
Tasting your life as I k your blood
Ripping out your insides, chewing on your spleen
Dead or living flesh is what I crave
I′ll kill someone or eat from a grave
@ Cannibal Corpse
Текст песни:
Vicious thoughts will overpower
His virulentd explodes
Unable to suppress the madness
He can′t contain this inner pain
Compelled to
Lacerate
Rendg for release
Set free souls through holes in their skin
Murdered, or have they been saved
Bleeding corpse his work of art
Human flesh a canvas
Craftsman of macabre creations
He can′t control it makes him whole
Compelled to
Lacerate
Rendg for release
Slicing through victims and then he stands back
To admire what he has done
Mutilate
Ruptured figures sprawl
Slaughtered in a rage now left to be found
A gristly gift of art
Solo: Jack
Mangle them ripping death lacerate them
Stunning victims with a club abducted with
Stealth taken to his home
Ropes and chains restrain his living subject of art
He stabs
Grating with a jagged edge his prey screams in pain
Writhing under his knife
Driven to improve his victims through gruesome
Design, he cannot stop
Compelled to
Lacerate rendg for release
Mutilate now it′s time to slice
Solo: Jack
Mangle them ripping death lacerate them
Lacerate from release
Slicing through victims and the he stands back
To admire what he has done
Mutilate
Ruptured figures Sprawl
Slaughtered in a rage now left to be found
A grisly gift of art
Solo: Jack
@ Cannibal Corpse
Текст песни:
Bodies are bursting t
Volcanic eruption of guts
Exploding cadavers g forth
A bloodbath to torment all life
The sky and the earth are now tainted by
Blood
Death is to blame for this enormous
Flood
The bodies are bursting t
Volcanic eruption of guts
Detonate, polluted, pandemic
Unburied decedents that no longer die
Dispelled amok amongst sickness
The dead and living are one
When dormant bodies are bursting
The sky and the earth are now tainted by
Blood
Death is to blame for this enormous
Flood
The bodies are bursting t
Volcanic eruption of guts
Infernal, disaster, revulsion
Dormant bodies bursting
Bodies are bursting t
Volcanic eruption of guts
Exploding cadavers g forth
A bloodbath to torment all life
The sky and the earth are now tainted by
Blood
Death is to blame for this enormous
Flood
The bodies are bursting t
Volcanic eruption of guts
Detonate, polluted, pandemic
@ Cannibal Corpse
Текст песни:
Wheeled in on a cart, lying dormant not dead
Hospital of immortality, butcher their patients bloody red
Taken to a dark room, fear of impending doom
The doctor straps you down, with an evil
Grabs his rusty blade, ripping through flesh and vein
He tortures his patients through evil means
You can′t try to fight them, first they change your brain
beyond the realm of evil, their means are insane
Mutilated beyond belief, but still kept alive
Pathologist of death gouging out your eyes
Guts and blood, bones are broken
As they eat your pancreas
Human liver, for their diner
Or maybe soup with eyes
Cause of death, still unknown
Gnawing meat, from your bones
Bone saw binding in your skull
Brains are oozing a human stump
Needles injected, through your eyes
Pug off flesh, skinned alive
Kig for free in blood they will trust, and they must never forsake
feeding on blood that brought them abound, and they must kill tonight
Genocide, suicide, screg cries, in hell you will die
Lying dormant not dead
Hospital of immortality, butcher their patients bloody red
Taken to a dark room, fear of impending doom
The doctor straps you down, with an evil
Grabs his rusty blade, ripping through flesh and vein
He tortures his patients through evil means
@ Cannibal Corpse
Текст песни:
Monstrous
My thoughts
Revolting visions, carnage
Bloodbath
My dream
Gore soaked
My hands
Hallucination, or real
I wield
The blade
Grotesque..d...grotesque
Visions
Murder
See myself slashing, the throats
Victims
My friends
Horror
My crimes
Fiendish memory, did I
Kill them
I must know
Did I kill them?
Life long friend
Cut off his head
How can this be I butchered them
Why would I slaughter them?
Who gave me this knife to kill them
With, how could I chop them up?
Survey my massacre
Fragments of my comrades carpet
The ground below
I want to escape
Stab myself suicide wake me up and set me free
Solo: Pat
Grotesque..d...grotesque
Did I kill them?
Did I kill them?
@ Cannibal Corpse
Текст песни:
Skull fragments are flying through the air
Brains and blood scattered just about everywhere you look
Swing of the hatchet gives permanent damage,
Head fractured, gaping hole
To incise the cranium
Slit open crushed eyeballs dripping hanging from the sockets
Steel cracked bone with fatal trauma to the cerebellum
Useful lust of gore
Hatchet to the head
Rekindled gore obsess rend the weak
Mutilate then murder consciously
Death brought to the enemies of the past
A life of beheading I must have
Pure revenge is burning inside me
Slit open crushed eyeballs dripping hanging from the sockets
Steel cracked bone with fatal trauma to the cerebellum
Useful lust of gore
Hatchet to the head
Hatchet to the head
Hatchet to the head
Hatchet to the head
Hatchet to the head
Forced from deep inside to hunt you
Bludgeoned torn t veins erupted
Forever headless rotting corpse
Recognition you are now beyond
Wretched, onslaught, slaughter
Faceless flesh remains from the victims
Hacked with brutal force until slain
Consumed with anger, lunacy
Relentless kig dependency
Solo: Pat
Slit open crushed eyeballs dripping hanging from the sockets
Steel cracked bone with fatal trauma to the cerebellum
Useful lust of gore
Hatchet to the head
Hatchet to the head
Hatchet to the head
Hatchet to the head
Hatchet to the head
Chop it off!
@ Cannibal Corpse
Текст песни:
Trying to conceal his murders the
Maniac
Stabs the heart
Stops the flow
Cleaning up the blood′s a problem he
Now solves
Hooks through heels
Hung and bled
Corpses are suspended by their feet
Swaying dripping bloody piece of meat
Fastened to the ceg leaking gore
Splashing down to the floor
Congeg fluids fester the stench
Revolting septic gruel
Putrid slop
Licks the surface of his dungeon
A gruesome meal
Rancid feast live on death
Corpses dangle lifeless gray and cold
Rotting flesh the meat hooks lose their
Hold
Stenching body falls onto the ground
Bones and flesh a mound
Sanguinary killer will not stop
Hanging dead replacing those that drop
Blood he ks like wine their flesh
His bread in his maw dripping red
Hung and bled
Oozing blood the butcher′s victims
Soak the concrete
Putrefy
Halls of dread
Draped with death
Ornate crimes
Stalactites made of flesh
Festooned with innards
Gaining life
Sentient place, the stone walls
Breathe
Hungry soul
It can think
A genuine living hell
Created by
The butcher he lost control
Owner and property change their roles
Constantly feeding the gluttonous room
He once ruled the chamber
Now it′s his tomb
Hung by their feet
Drained of blood
Swallowed by death
Greed of this place
Bodies
Decay, devoured by evil
Slave to this hell
He creates
Undying
Solo: Pat
Corpses are suspended by their feet
Swaying dripping bloody piece of meat
Fastened to the ceg leaking gore
Splashing down to the floor
Corpses he suspended turning pale
All the blood drained into his grail
Fastened to the ceg dry and dead
Fluids of life have been shed
Hung and bled
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Текст песни:
Lying on the table dead
Coroner
Completes his task
Exing the wretched stiff
Suicide
The likely cause
Behind closed doors the change
Begins
Then it grows
Mutilation of the cadaver
Mutilation of the cadaver
Coroner returns to notice
Subtle change
How can this be?
Must be his imagination
The man′s been dead
For several days
The change continues after hours
Different face
Mutilation of the cadaver
Soon the corpse will change its shape
Who is it?
Mutilation of the cadaver
Mutilation of the cadaver
Mutilation of the cadaver
Mutilation of the cadaver
The coroner returns and sees
The body has truly changed
The corpse has stolen his face
And now he loses hisd
Solo: Pat
Solo: Jack
Shocking evolution
Mutilation of the cadaver
Hideous conversion
Mutilation of the cadaver
Postmortem upheaval
Mutilation of the cadaver
Awful tranation
Mutilation of the cadaver
Gruesome reconstruction
Mutilation of the cadaver
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Текст песни:
No mercy for what we are doing
No thought to even what we have done
We don′t need to feel the sorrow
No remorse for the helpless one
War without end
No remorse No repent
We don′t care what it meant
Another day Another death
Another sorrow Another breath
No remorse No repent
We don′t care what it meant
Another day Another death
Another sorrow Another breath
Blood feeds the war machine
as it eats its way across the land
We don′t need the feel the sorrow
No remorse is the one command
War without end
No remorse No repent
We don′t care what it meant
Another day Another death
Another sorrow Another breath
No remorse No repent
We don′t care what it meant
Another day Another death
Another sorrow Another breath
Only the strong survive
No one to save the weaker race
We are ready to kill all comers
Like a loaded gun right at your face
War without end
No remorse No repent
We don′t care what it meant
Another day Another death
Another sorrow Another breath
No remorse No repent
We don′t care what it meant
Another day Another death
Another sorrow Another breath
Attack
Bullets are flying
People are dying
with madness surrounding all hell′s breaking loose
Soldiers are hounding
Bodies are mounting
cannons are shouting to take their abuse
With war machines going
Blood starts to flowing
No mercy given to anyone hear
The furious fighting
Swords are like lighting
It all becomes frightening to you
Know death is near
No remorse
@ Cannibal Corpse
Текст песни:
Captured by the priest of evil
Deep inside the hive
Hellish dungeon filled with undead
Their rotting claws reaching for my
Legs I hang above the ghouls
I know they want me for their food
Overwhelmed by deadly fear
Hung above the Zombie lair
Hanging by a thread above them
Taken here to die
Rotting hands reaching for me
Their undead eyes see me as a meal
They want to eat alive
Mindless hunger in their eyes
Filthy claws grasp at my feet
Slashing wounds my ankles bleed
Pit of zombies
Chasm teg with undead
Death is grisly
Lowered slightly now they reach me
I scream in frantic pain
Teg off my feet with fury
The pain intense below my knees my
Legs have been removed
They suck the blood from the wounds
Voracious zombies rend my thighs
They pull me down, my corpse they
Will divide
Pit of zombies
Chasm teg with undead
Their jaws await me
A gruesome end the
Pit of zombies
Reanimated to devour
I watch them kill me
They claw at my face
And rip off my scalp
Exposing my skull
Arteries severed
Gushing blood showers them drives
Them mad raging mob
A hideous feast
Puncture my stomach and
Tear out the guts
Devour entrails
Rotting zombies have torn me t
They gorge on my flesh
Engulfed
Consumed
This pit
My doom
Engulfed alive
Consumed by death
This pit of zombies
My doom is here
Solo: Jack
Solo: Pat
Pit of zombies
Chasm teg with undead
Their jaws await me
A gruesome end the pit of zombies
Reanimated to devour
I watch them kill me
@ Cannibal Corpse
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